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A ⦿ Soaking in Your Arrival

KERPLUNK, SPLASH!

Regardless of what you were in the middle of, you and your familiar have been magically pulled into the world of Avalon just above the Bay's chilly waters. After a brief plunge into the Bay, the rush of water filling your ears and soaking up into every creak and crevice of your body, you may need to cough to clear your airways when you rise above the surface. It's paralyzingly cold for a few seconds before you're approached by the Lady of the Lake beneath the water's surface. She puts a vial of a vibrant, glowing red Everwarm* potion to your character's lips. The icy water doesn't feel so icy once consumed and you'll be able to move your limbs enough to swim to shore on your own. She can't stick around to explain, she's got to get this to all the new arrivals! Many of which you'll see plopping in around you.

If you can't swim, a handful of helpful ice turtles will scoop you up from beneath and drop you off at the shore. When not helping people, the turtles are going around and hitting the ice that keeps forming on the surface with their shells to keep the surface open for the falling arrivals or pushing personal items to the beach near the new arrivals they smell like (belong to). If anyone tries to ask the Lady of the Lake for directions, she will direct you to Archimedes at the Rent-a-Ride. If anyone with Animal Magic asks the turtles, they will give the full spiel, but very slowly, and they like to get off topic and gossip about other turtles you've never heard of. The shores themselves are littered with new arrivals complaining their way up a staircase carved into the walls of the White Cliffs. There is no railing, so be careful, but if you do fall, be prepared for a mysterious sand hand to reach out of the side of the cliffs to catch you. The hand will pat you atop the head twice before retreating back into the wall. This is the Cliff Beast; despite the name, he is quite friendly.

B ⦿ The Caravan to Camelot

Once everyone is wrangled up to the top of the White Cliffs, the handsome owner of the Rent-a-Ride, Archimedes, will distribute smart phones, a pair of earbuds, and a winter cloak** to everyone before getting them settled in groups into modernized carriages pulled by horses and give them a basic explanation of why and how they've been brought to Avalon: The rest of the universe is frozen in time and your character has been brought here by a familiar that was able to bond with them. They'll have to learn magic to help save their own world from destruction, but first they've got to get them to Camelot. It is here that you have the first opportunity to decide who they will be in their new home. You'll have about an hour to wander around here, meet and greet, and pet the horses before it's time to go.

These carriages use fae technology that combats weight, so your character will be able to get in regardless of whether they're light as a feather or weigh two tons. The carts have air conditioning when it's hot, heating when it's cold, and a mystical shield to protect from bugs. There is also a mini-bar that pops out of the console with nip bottles. Characters can use their smartphones to connect to Camelot's internet service,

avalononline (AOL), to chat with other characters, watch dumb videos, learn about the world, contact Camelot Support (they'll answer any questions they can for you, from how to use a smart phone to where to find quests and resources to learn more about your magic). Be careful if you decide to use your phones while in the caravan-- if you don't use those earbuds and start forcing everyone to listen to your nonsense, Archimedes may make you walk.

C ⦿ The Red Spring

The journey from the White Cliffs to the City of Camelot is a long one, and the first evening you arrive you'll end up spending at the Red Spring, a booming resort town. Because of the volume of new arrivals and vacationers, inn rooms are assigned two-to-a-room. The rooms have two twin beds, a bathroom, a mini-fridge and microwave, and a TV equipped with a couple of entertaining video games and a few free movies.

If you don't want to relax in the room, try taking a dip in the spring for another chance to meet your fellow travelers. The waters have restorative properties that help horses and travelers recover quickly when drunk. It is known to relieve stress, improve energy levels, and mildly accelerate healing. It may be a little chilly when you get out though, so make sure you don't slip rushing back indoors when you get out!

The springs are also home to a large training grounds just outside town limits, where there are teachers who will teach basic magic safety and help you discover what kind of magic you have together with other new arrivals. Try target practice, obstacle courses, meditation circles, and other ways to try to figure out just what you can do... if you didn't already have an accidental discovery on the ride there.

Everyone needs a little fun from time to time; the locals have put together the annual Snow Games. As with all things Avalonians plan, magic plays a part in the competition. There will be three separate tiers for characters to enter. Each Tier will have its predetermined track or ring, set up and ready to go.

A ⦿ Foot Races

three-legged race

B ⦿ Sled Races

magically driven sleds

C ⦿ Snow Chicken

Snow Chicken, Magic Vs Yeti Style... This competition will differ from the previous two; it is not a race to the finish line but instead a competition to be the last team standing! Participants will pair off and one person will climb on the shoulders of the other and try to wrestle their opponents off without getting knocked off themselves. The field is full of snow, with more coming from the sky. Your opponents will be Yeti. Try to stay on, Yeti are no slouches so teams will have to work together using their magic not only to stay put but to knock your big-footed opponents to the ground.

Just... be wary, these friendly yeti are surprisingly big on hugging as a form of congratulations. It's much more challenging to escape from a yeti's embrace than it is to knock one over.

Trumpets hail an announcement by the town crier in front of the castle. More than a few people pull out their phones to record it and post it to the AOL network for all to see.

"Hear ye, hear ye! Our noblest of lords, King Arthur of Camelot, will host a tournament on this January the 20th on castle grounds. All are welcome to participate in competitions to determine those most skilled in both the physical and magical arts. In preparation for the upcoming tournament, we are sending envoys to Celliwig. In Celliwig lies the Magic Mirror of the South, gifted to Camelot by the Fae, and a means to communicate with their royal court at will. It is a vastly important task in your journey to become magicians and to show your good will toward the fairies. Parts of the mirror's frame have been damaged. We will need those brave of soul and pure of heart to retrieve the crystals needed to repair the mirror. Those interested, the party leaves at dawn."

A ⦿ Brave of Soul

The first stop on the trip to restore Celliwig's Mirror is to a cave just north of Albion's White Cliffs. No longer a part of the cliffs themselves, this outcropping goes underground and to a dank, dark cave. It is the only place which a special prismatic crystal grows. The crystal itself is hidden deep in the cave, which can only be passed by passing into a zone in which magic cannot be used. Characters will enter the cave and must face an illusion of one of their greatest fears. Those frozen in fear will pass out and wake up outside of the cave with no crystal. Those who run will find themselves turned out of the cave as well. Only those who recognize and face that fear deep in their soul will find the path forward. The fear will turn into a small light spirit, which will smile and reveal to them the crystals they seek.

B ⦿ Pure of Heart

The second stop is past a shanty town and at the bridge north of it. The bridge itself is broken, only the ends in existence. The water itself is impassible, white rapids sweeping away anything that steps into it. Silver crystals are on the other side of the bridge, visible in an outcropping from where they are, but it appears there is no way around as magic does not work on the bridge. The only clue as to how to get across is a plaque in the dirt before the bridge.

"The pure of heart will form the bridge with a leap of faith."

Since everyone has gone as a group, it will be possible to see others walking over the water once one person figures it out. Though the clue may seem challenging, it is quite straight-forward. Characters who are pure of heart will find that if they believe in themselves, they will be able to step off the bridge and hardlight will form beneath their feet to allow them to step over the water. Those with ill intentions or those who are willing to harm others to get their way will slip into the rapid waters and may need to be saved by other characters. At least you're off the bridge, so magic will work to that end.

C ⦿ Celliwig, the Splendored Court

As the travelers leave the bridge, they turn toward the shanty town-- wood shacks and failing farms. Not a place anyone would want to visit. Those who try to run ahead will find that it disappears as if an illusion, and they will find nothing. Those who stick with the party will wait a fair distance away until the sun sets. Once the sun begins to fall beyond the horizon, the small town will begin to shimmer brilliant whites and colors-- a glamour hiding its true glory, a city made solely of crystals and glass: Celliwig, the Splendored Court. Though smaller than Camelot, every part of the city is beautiful and glistening. The population is small and it's very quiet and serene for a city. The people of the city don't seem keen on speaking to outsiders, and will typically scatter before anyone can really engage them. They seem humanoid in nature, but not entirely human. Even the animals around the city seem to be ethereal in nature, gliding more than walking.

The party is led to a hall at the center of the city-- the hall of mirrors. Those who have succeeded in obtaining crystals need to bring them and set them on a table placed before a mirror at the end of the hall, which appears to have a number of empty settings. It's unclear what happened to the mirror previously, but now it's necessary to restore it to garner the favor of the fae.

Once crystals have been delivered, people will be free to explore the quiet city, but it seems most of the city is closing shop while the visitors are around. There is a restaurant that will serve visitors food, though all of the dishes are of the molecular gastronomy variety. Alcoholic drinks seem to come in vapor form and flashes of light if ordered, but seem effective nonetheless. The local general store seems to be willing to sell supplies to weary travelers as well, but that's about it.

...That said the inn doesn't seem particularly keen on allowing visitors in strangely, so you're either going to be sleeping on the iridescent streets or camping just outside the city if you prefer the soft grass and the darkness of night. Just be aware, if you leave, you won't be able to get back into this mysterious city so easily.

MOD NOTES:
• All test drive prompts are open to anyone in the game at any time to create your own logs with, but this post should have top-levels by potential new characters only. Current characters may reply to any threads, but should not top-level comment on this post.
• If your application is accepted, you may accept TDM threads as game canon as long as both players consent. Characters may begin threading as soon as their journal is accepted to the communities.
• If nothing here tickles your fancy, try one of this month's Quests for your TDM prompt.
• Note that the third prompt in this TDM will have consequences on the game's progression. After the application round, a poll will be put up to see how many characters who are in the game, both new and old, are able to obtain the crystals from the Brave of Soul and Pure of Heart prompts.
• The first "Arrival" prompts are present on every TDM, but may contain seasonal tweaks for flavor. All other prompts will change monthly.
• Questions about this TDM's content? Comment here! If you have a question about the game at-large, please head over to the FAQ.

*This Everwarm does not count toward your potion collection for those who wish to take up potion brewing. You must obtain Everwarm from the Elphame Trader's to count.
**Jackets come in a variety of neutral colors, enchanted with a fit-adjustment spell that will adjust to your character's size.

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[ooc: Note, with the exception of 'Red Springs', she's going around disguised as Junko.]

Soaking In Your Arrival (tw gore in link/description)

[The shock of suddenly finding herself impaled by the Spears of Gungnir Monokuma- no, her Sister- had summoned was startling enough. What she hadn't expected was to then find herself suddenly and unceremoniously dumped underwater.

Mukuro's survival instinct started to kick in about the same time the Everwarm she'd been given started to take effect, and without so much as a thank you to the Lady of the Lake she skilfully made her way to shore. This swim was nothing compared to the military training she'd undergone as part of Fenrir, after all.

So it was that she took a seat on the ground and began to assess the many injuries across her upper body and her legs - she'd worry about the cold and her sodden outfit and wig afterwards. Those wounds that should have been fatal.

No, they were fatal.

But it was as if all the internal damage had been healed up. What was left looked gruesome, sure, and her clothes were bloodstained and torn...but the wounds now hardly looked that deep. She felt lightheaded, but nowhere near what she would expect for the amount of blood she'd lost.]

This- this doesn't make sense- how-

I died. How did-?

[A large dog with embers glistening on its fur watched her from nearby, waiting for her to settle before it approached. Once she had, it would collect the combat knife that had washed up on the shore near her and bring it to its mistress.]

The Red Spring

[Well, rather than walking around like the survivor of a zombie apocalypse story, Mukuro had wandered down to the Red Spring to try and clean herself up a bit. She probably couldn't get away with washing her clothes, but she could at least clean her injuries.

Besides, one of the guides had mentioned their healing properties once they'd noticed the sorry state she had arrived in. There was only so much makeshift cloth bandages could do, after all.

So for now, she'll be sneaking down to the spring and slipping into the water, leaving her clothes and wig in a neat pile on the edge.]

Oh...this feels nice...

[Once she was done at the spring itself, she headed back to her room to get changed and get some rest. Mukuro couldn't help but notice there were two beds in here though - did that mean she'd have a roommate?

Well, she'd worry about that later. First job was getting the bay water out of the Junko wig...]

Brave of Soul

So, like... we just gotta go in and face whatever scary stuff it's gonna throw at us, huh?

['Junko' was making her way through the cave with a surprising amount of skill, considering she was wearing high heels and fake nails that in no way lent themselves to the task at hand.

At her side, her ominous hellhound stalked through the shadows, red eyes gleaming like the embers that flaked off its fur. It was a huge thing, nearly coming up to its mistress' shoulders even when walking on all fours. It didn't look like a familiar that would suit a delicate looking fashion deva like her.

Mukuro wasn't sure what she or her companion would see down in the caves, but there was only one way to find out, right?]

Seriously, I wonder what creepy stuff it's gonna be. Like, if it's just some spiders or whatever I'll be disappointed.

Pure of Heart

"The pure of heart will form the bridge with a leap of faith."

[Mukuro couldn't help but frown as she read the sign aloud. Well, that was a problem.

No way, no how, would she ever consider herself - one of the Despair Sisters who helped end the world - as pure of heart by any possible definition. It didn't help that her self confidence was all but non-existent, not that she knew this would play a role yet.]

Like, what kinda stupid nonsense is this? How're they even defining pure of heart anyway? No one's seriously like that!

[Except Makoto...maybe...]

Shadlin Showdown

[It became apparent quite early on that Mukuro would need to earn a living somehow. As her talent was her only redeeming feature, as Junko put it, following up on the various quests and tasks that had been posted on the QuestBoard app seemed like the best way to go.

She was a mercenary, after all.

The quest to investigate the Dusklight Woodland at night certainly caught her interest, and a reconnaissance mission seemed right up her ally.

As such, a...well, what looked to be a fashion deva in entirely unsuitable high heels had fake nails strode up to the edge of the woods. At least she had a combat knife stashed at her thigh, right?

She gave her companion a bright wave, putting on her best grin.]

Hey! Are you here for the quest, too?

[Her hellhound kept itself in the shadows for the time being, its near-silent footsteps and breathing barely noticeable at the forest edge.]

Wildcard!

[ooc: I'm on Discord at ArchangelAmy#4540 so feel free to message me there or PM this journal if you have something in mind!]

Edited 2021-01-02 17:40 (UTC)

[For as much as a giant hellhound may not suit this teenage girl by all appearances, Leone Abbacchio himself probably doesn't look like the kind of man who should have an adorable looking blue pixie sitting on his shoulder. He's a tall man and fit as a fiddle, scowling constantly and generally giving off the "do not speak to me" vibe, yet his familiar seems so cute by comparison.

Well, who's to say what it all means. Abbacchio looking at her curiously, as if trying to get a read on her before looking out at their next task.]

So you wouldn't give a shit if it was spiders, huh? Well, good to know you're not that easily freaked out, then.

...You want me to go ahead? [It's instinctual. He'd prefer to keep someone younger than him out of harms way, especially since she looked like she's more suited for modelling than, say, actual combat.]

[That familiar really was cute... maybe this man had a softer side that he hid behind his harsh exterior, or whether the world saw fit to grant him a familiar that was the complete opposite to his actual self. It was too early to say right now.

The terrain of the cave was rough, but despite her appearances, she was moving with relative ease. Her eyes were focused, not taking them off the path even when Leone spoke - a focus which wasn't matched by the airy tone in which she replied.]

Hey, I'm not gonna, like, scream if I see a few bugs or whatever, you know?

[She'd slipped what looked like a combat knife out of the top of her boot, ready for whatever lay ahead. At least she'd made some preparations!]

Sure, go ahead! Thanks~

[Huh, and she's prepared. Well, far be it from Abbacchio to judge someone based on looks alone; she might have a knack for fashion, but she could also be pragmatic. He gets that.]

Let me know if you need a hand.

[He won't baby her, but he does step forward. Whatever the hell this is gonna be, it's gonna be annoying.

There's the sound of a gunshot.

The apparition that does form before him is a corpse. The blood looks fresh, the man just shot in the chest, and eyes vacant. As if it'd just occurred moments before. Abbacchio is quiet while he stares down at the body, and then he shoves his hands into his pockets, as if piecing this together.

Then, he lets out a sigh.]

What a pain in the ass...

[He takes it remarkably well, at least by all appearances.]

Yeah, will do-

[That was a gunshot - instinctively she tried to work out the calibre and type of gun from the sound and the wound - before she looked up at Abbacchio. He seemed less shaken that she would expect.

Wait. Whilst she was a trained Soldier and had seen many bodies in her lifetime, a normal Fashionista really should be reacting more, right?]

W-woah, that's- what the Hell?!

[Hopefully that was convincing.]

[Right. Shit. He has a teenage girl behind him. Well, might be too late now, but he does try to block her view of the body.]

A memory of mine. I see the point of this task, to get through your fear.

Unfortunately for whoever set this up, I've replayed this image to myself enough times.

[It still hurts. Of course it does. It always will, but more accurately if he didn't already have his closure, maybe this would have been more brutal.

The image shifts into a glowing spirit, smiling at Abbacchio, lighting the path. He turns and looks at the girl behind him now that the corpse display is gone.]

Looks like it's your turn.

I can wait for you.

Mukuro Ikusaba | Danganronpa (Spoilers everywhere) | Magic Undecided/Hellhound familiar

brave of soul

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Red Spring

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pure of heart

Good old Soundwave helping Mukuro piece together her self esteem

He's so going to be the big bro who will help her self-esteem

She needs it! Best big bro

Red Springs

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Shadlin Showdown

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Continued from above (to avoid pagestretching!)

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